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I had a pretty awesome day today. Woke up at 5:30am, Lorea and I went to Yoga for 6am. After an hour and a half of sweating, scretching and meditating we had scones and coffee at Tony’s across the street on the drive. I worked 6 hours in the scorching sun, on a roof, sheeting these new soffits I built off of the gables. It was so hot and sunny and beautiful. By about 1pm I was definately feeling sun stroked. SHortly after, Ted and I called it a day and I called Lorea to see if she wanted to go to the beach. I picked her up from 10th and Alma and we instead went to her house and had a shower together. She brushed my hair. She plucked my very few chest hairs and plucked my gross spider-leg nipple hairs. She massaged moisturizer in to my burnt back. It was so wonderful to be taken care of, to feel loved by the one I love. She put on soft acoustic music that she likes and said, “I’m sorry, I know you don;t like this music.” I didn’t mind it. I was happy to be with her. The music was almost matching for the moment. It was beautiful. She was beautiful. We had a nap together and I laid away from her but still gently touching her, to feel connected to her, but not so all on top of her cause that makes her feel clausterphobic. I drove her downtown for her west-coast swing dance lesson. I went and got a coffee at Artigiano’s and bought a book at Chapters. I watched her dance for a few minutes and was happy to watch her dance. She’s a good dancer. I like watching her move. I like that she loves it so much. So focused. So determined. It makes me happy that she invests in herself like that and believes she can do anything she puts herself 100% in to. Met up with JR who happened to be downtown. The three of us grabbed sushi. Lorea went to Salsa dance at Ginger 62 and JR and I went to catch the end of The Bay Group at the Alano club. Heard a bunch of AA rhetoric and some guy at the podium mention several times how he used to be a millionaire before coming to AA but now his life is richer. Sometimes just showing up is all that matters. JR and I smoked cigarettes and laughed a lot together. She was very JR, like she was when I first met her. It made me really happy. It made me really happy to hear she doesn’t want to be a crackhead. WE picked up Breanna and we decided to drag Breanna to Karaoke at Uranus. ALmost like magic, Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody came on the radio and like that scene out of wayne’s world we all sang along, reciting every word of the entire song in unison and harmony. The energy was high. I sang Mack The Knife and Girl from Ipanema at Karaoke, and was surprised that I can still sing quite well. We were the only ones in the enitire club and we only had to buy a drink each to sing. A diet coke, a cran and 7, and a cran and soda. We’re high-class drunks. We’re so drunk we don’t even need the drink. I dropped them all off at home and came back here. Fuck, what a great day. Now Lorea is coming over in an hour or two to sleep in my bed. and in the morning? we do it all over again. I just need to let go and love more. That’s what i learned today. Oh and also, Breanna said something interesting in her blog about the piece of mind that I have is in direct corelation to the piece of mind I give others. Same with love, i think. Same with anything, i think.